Perhaps the most difficult thing about adjusting to a new
reality is not knowing what the new reality is.
You may recall this comment from my last blog. I was talking
about the fact that it took over three weeks of tests and consultations to get
a better picture of what we were facing. So at the start, we did not know
whether Gail would make it to Christmas. How does one cope with this sort of
uncertainty? We knew our lives would be radically changed. But how would they
be changed?
As a brief aside, my experience has many parallels to that
of most Zimbabweans. We know that with the theft of the recent elections our
reality has changed, but we have no idea what that reality will look like
tomorrow, next week or next month.
Let us return to my testimony. I woke up the day after the
news, and in reality, nothing had changed. Gail was functioning as she had done
every morning for years. The children were with us at the breakfast table – as they
had been every morning for years. It was business as usual. We had each other.
We had ... today. Yes that was it, we had today, and we had each other.
At that point, it occurred to me that today is our only reality. Tomorrow is not reality. Tomorrow
may never come. Further, my perception of tomorrow is an illusion. Tomorrow
does not exist as my mind imagines it, for tomorrow will always be different to
what I expect. But today is today. I live in the present moment of today, not in
the past or in the future.
My wife could be taken from me, but what guarantee is there
that I will be alive tomorrow – or both my children – or all my loved ones?
Life is not safe. Jesus never said that it would be. Things can change in an
instant and tomorrow may never come; therefore, loving God and loving others in
the present moment is of infinite value. If it is important to hug my wife, let
me do it today ... right away in fact! If it is important to complement my son,
what am I waiting for! And why should I allow tomorrow to rob me of today?
Tomorrow does not exist. But today does.
For these reasons, I could see that “today” was a precious
gift and something that needed to be unwrapped with joy. But how could I make
sure that nothing would spoil the gift?
Since the news broke about Gail’s cancer, I have noticed
that the biggest spoiler of my today is fear of tomorrow. So when I began to
fret about the severity of the cancer – something that might only be defined in
a week’s time from the results of further tests– I would strangle the life out
of those thoughts with focus on the present. I would ask myself, “what is the
next step we need to take towards healing and wholeness for Gail?”, and then I
would focus on taking that step. Or I would ask God, “What thing of importance
and value do you want me to do now?” On occasion it was having coffee with
Gail, enjoying the sounds of birdsong and the warmth of the sun. Sometimes it
was holding hands in a doctor’s waiting room.
By seeking to honour God in the
present, I was placing my trust in Him and putting Him in charge rather than
fear.
Further, God reminded me repeatedly that whatever I chose to
do with the gift of the present, it had to be motivated by love. Harshness and
frustration are incubated in the womb of fear. And fear grows in the absence of
trust. I so desperately did not want fear and stress to shape my decisions and
the way I treated those close to me. Think about it. If today might be the last
one you spend with your loved ones, why would you want to mess it up by
treating them harshly? In this regard, God has been and continues to be
faithful. His strength is perfected in my weakness.
Cheers for now - Ian